Translation: The King Blues. Mr. Music Man.
t a t-shirt man, this is my heart. Mr. music man, sing it back to me, Mr. music man. Yeah. Mr. music man, sing it back to me, Mr. music man
on the block with consistent hits While Pharrell keep talking this music shit Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man
gets a quick anihilation as we movin' destinations on the music train station singing 'on and on and on'. "on and on and on" checkin checkin out Mr Askey
Mandela did all them years All that blood, all that sweat, and all them tears? And I can name thousands more that died in the struggle from Mr. Wallace to Mr
the music's mellow Is a gay rendezvous There's no chance romancing With a blue attitude You know you got to do some dancing To get in the mood Mr Watcha
they gon' come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal
Smooth (Smooth) Beyond the (Beyond the) Automatic, systematic (Automatic) Complex (Just ease it in) The feelings right The music is tight (The music
strong So when right go wrong Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on, let's hope Though I'm hopeful, yes, I am hopeful for today Take this music
't really matter does it 'Cause it be dependin' on the Who, what, why's and the whereabouts And I'm a nigger that the world don't care about Mr. Outsider
my way/ Niggaz get mad, they wanna see da Lynch rippin/ I'm wearin blue yeah, but muthafucka, I ain't even trippin/ But for my 'causezin Q Ball, Mr Docc
Outside the house, Mr. Simpson announced That Sally couldn't go to the meeting He went on cleanin' his Blue Rolls Royce And she ran inside weeping She
?? Blood is blue, Through life's a?? Fucking zoo, And we might a?? Come for you, And we what? a?? Run with crew, Whose what? a?? Blood is blue, Through
how it is huh drop a little cheese on em. i see e on her i see me on her.Call yo friend a bitch ???? me hood and cash runnin 3 man weaves on her. You
' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman He's seen a thousand roads He's been a million miles And when he'd bend a note A tear would fill my eyes Where are you playin' Mr. Bluesman Mr. Bluesman
So, you fall in a slump and get all emotional So, now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings Confused as fuck cause now your music sucks dick Mr. Mr
no, no, no, so. Dig the music Mr. DJ Dig the music Mr. DJ oh wow! Sound system (sound system) Same old rhythm Disco jive, drive I man wild no. Sound
a straight bag of Hershey Reggie's man, Reg They call him Mr. October Reggie Mersh if you're over on West Coast I thought that was coffee grinds FUCK yea man
